It started of as any other Friday would do for a housewife. The usual household chores seemed to be taking their toll as preparation for the madness of the weekend lay ahead. Hours passed and items got ticked off the long list. Lunch came and went in a flurry but the short rest conjured up sexual sentiments and thoughts of the excitement of the previous weekend. That had been a fun night out with the girls, being chatted up at the bar and spending the evening in the company of a very sexy, and incredibly well hung young man. I mean, come on girls, we can all spot a large bulge in jeans can’t we? This was on top of his tall handsome physique, dark coloured hair and clear blue eyes. In short, he was gorgeous. Anyway, as we parted company, we shared mobile numbers and a long series of text messages followed. He was certainly not your average young guy; he was very intelligent, able to speak in more then just a grunt and was certainly great company. Conversation covered all range of subjects. One thing he made very clear though was how much he fancied me and this was clearly evident in what he’d been saying over the days since, not to mention how he keenly stressed to living just 20 minutes away. Text messages turned into online chatting and before too long he was very keen to meet. This time privately, and while fully aware of my married status, he seemed rather turned on by it. As was I, I’d fantasised about having a toy boy to misbehave with during day time hours. Shortly after lunch I turned on the laptop as I made a drink. Low and behold, he was online. This time he was hornier than any of the previous few occasions we’d spoken and it was obvious what he wanted. Not to mention the fact that my little break for a bite to eat had raised my levels of arousal and I was needing to play. We spoke about what we would really love. A naughty cam session followed but I wanted more. In the end I just had to let my guard down, I wanted this too badly and I gave in to his requests. I gave him my address and he said he’d be there shortly. In the meantime I got myself ready. It was a bit of a rush but fortunately I had a rather revealing top on anyway. I slipped of my daytime jeans and slid on a short little skirt, and took on the task of lacing up my black patent thigh high boots – this was something of a fetish for him. He text as he pulled up outside. My reply made him fully aware the front door was slightly ajar and that he’d find me in the office, the first room by the front door. There I was, sat on my desk, feet up on the chair, my legs spread wide enough to give him an indication of what I wanted and my cleavage on ample display. He came up and began to give me the most amazing and sensual kiss. Before too long that bulge I’d felt the weekend before was back again and he was crying out for me to release it. As I began to undo his belt the kissing intensified as our tongues rolled together and he ran his hands up my back. Slipping his tight underwear down there it was before me, a massive cock of a young male who wanted to pleasure this now incredibly horny housewife. As he edged it closer towards my now wet pussy, I lay back on the desk, making myself very available to be entered. The feeling as he did was fantastic; this coupled with the sheer excitement of how quickly this had come together meant we were both brimming with hormones. His cock slid in slowly at first, and then his full length was swallowed by my warm pussy. The kissing continued as he began to find his rhythm, deeper and harder with each stroke. This was so horny and felt so great. Before too long he was fucking me fast and I was loving it. His large girth was filling me, my legs were spread wide to take every inch. Then I just wanted to squeeze more out of him and I wrapped my boot clad legs around him, forcing him even deeper into me. The passion we were feeling was so intense, he was giving me so much pleasure and the glimpses I caught of his face when we weren’t kissing incessantly made it very clear how much he was enjoying it. Our bodies connected as one over the desk, my pussy aching to be filled by this young, hot toy boy. I was squeezing his bum, urging him to empty inside me. I was filling up myself and just wanted to share our juices. And then it came, his cock tightened as his load spurted out of his shaft and deep inside me. The sheer exhilaration of it was incredible as we kissed throughout. We then leant back from one another and smiled, he withdrew his cock only for our combined juices to drip noisily onto the laminate floor below, I was certainly well filled. We tidied ourselves up, made to make things tidy again, before he had to escape as I had to get ready for the school run. This time though, I’d be going as not a housewife, but a naughty housewife. I’d now entered a new realm and I loved it. He’s since been back again and afternoon fun has certainly been breaking up the monotony of daytime chores, I love it, as does he. Never more will there be a dull weekday afternoon.